He didn’t love that idea, but couldn’t figure out a way to change her mind. He felt his stomach grumble. “I’m really hungry.”
“Then eat.”
“Can I eat you?” he quipped.
“If I was naked, you could.”
They both laughed.
“You want something to eat, too?”
“Why not,” she said, following him into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator door as if she still lived there.
Reaching past her, he pulled out a package of ground beef. “I can make hamburgers.”
“Juicy hamburgers?”
He caught her meaning. “Very juicy,” he laughed, opening up the package. Unlike his sister, Austin knew his way around the kitchen and his gourmet hamburgers were legendary with his family. He dumped the ground beef into a bowl and began adding the seasoning that made them extra good.
“This really is sort of sexy,” Robin mused as he worked. She grabbed at her tits and he noticed how hard her nipples looked. “It’s fun seeing you naked like this.”
“You should get naked, too.”
“I might.”
“I’m not hard anymore,” he said, turning and letting her see the change. Cooking had relieved him of his sexy thoughts. He still felt turned on, he just didn’t feel turned enough to keep the blood flowing to his cock. His cock had finally returned to its resting state.
“Aw, it’s cute!” she squealed, eyeing his lack of an erection with a big smile.
“So that’s like the worst thing I think any woman could say to a man,” he groaned.
“I don’t mean that in a bad way,” she insisted. “I like seeing you soft like that. It looks touchable.”
“If you touch it, I bet it would get hard again.”
“I bet I can do that by getting naked, too.”
“That would work, too,” he grinned, hopeful that she would really do it.
“I want to see if it happens all by itself.”
That felt like the worst possible answer, especially since he knew it would. He liked being naked in front of her. For some strange reason, it felt even better because she was his sister. Unsure what that meant, he pushed the thought away.
“Sid hated for me to see him soft,” she said as she watched him cook. “It got really small when he was soft.”
“Is that why you broke up with him?”
“No,” she flatly stated. “I broke up with him because he was a jerk.”
“Was he good in bed?”
“He was alright,” she shrugged. “Nothing great. Like I said, he just loved to fuck.”
“And you don’t?”
“No, I like to fuck, but I like to do other things, too.”
“I really like going down on Suzanne,” he offered.
“For real?”
“She always has the best orgasms when I go down on her.”
“Does she ever get off when you fuck?”
Moving the burgers to buns, Austin didn’t want to answer that question. “Not unless she helps.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know,” he said with a shrug, feeling like half a failure for not being able to get his girlfriend off from just fucking her. “If she touches herself at the same time that we do it.”
“Like masturbate while you fuck?”
“Yeah, like that.”
“And it doesn’t bother that she does that?”
“I like it. I like being inside of her when she gets off. It feels really good.”
“Genius,” Robin muttered to herself. “But I’m not sure I could do that.”